Im always just reduced to a memory.
Faint melodies in your head, repeating a song you want to listen to
when no ones around.
Your not ashamed of me,
I hope.
Im not the usual and in today's bright lights
its easier to conform.
But you know I didnt
and neither did you
somewhere in your heart,
somewhere in your mind.
You remember me because
I was simple.
Simply bliss.
Awful chaos.
While everyone around us died and lost sight of
what they reminisce about now,
we still lived in it.
Now I live their memories alone.
I can bring out the part of you that society repressed.
We can grow old with the youth
I give to you, but never
ever
tired.
When did you get scared?
When were you afraid to take the moment?
Dancing in Wal-Marts,
eating food with no names,
and never beating the moon to sleep.
I dont belong here.
In your head.
I shouldn't be here if you remember me.
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I made stories and took you along for the ride
when you wanted to come.
I wasn't in your past if you met me in the present, but still...
when did you lose the thrill for life?
When all the lights went out,
we lit a fire somewhere and set out.
Now your sleeping before the moon crawls from its cave in the clouds
and Im awake.
I know people haven't lived like me,
yet principles still apply:
Dont ever be to eager to grow up.
Growing up means growing old.
Stretch all this out.
Im always reduced to a memory
because people always want to look back to the good "ole" days,
when they were the ones who made those times go away.
The times and me.
very interesting post. by far my favorite, just from a friend standpoint. I look at what you write when you say "I made stories and took you along for the ride
ReplyDeletewhen you wanted to come.
I wasnt in your past if you met me in the present, but still...
when did you lose the thrill for life?
When all the lights went out,
we lit a fire somewhere and set out." it makes me think of the times when i had noone else to hang out with and just chill with, there was always you. Always my boy that was there for me to rely on. Sometimes we had nothing but made shit out of it. True friendship is what I believe they call it, but when it comes to you, i call it some form of family that seems more close knit then my actual blood family. Life is interesting when you think about it, they say you must love your family but say nothing is required for friends, sometimes i see it as opposite, i love you more than some family members. Whenever in life, if someone tries to tear us apart, I dont think they'll succeed. Its been a bond over the last three years that is stronger than the molecular bonds in any living organism. I dnt even know what I'm writing honestly(just whatever thoughts come up)...but yea, this def is the most intriguing post i've read on this blog because it makes me think of my friendships of old, present, and the ones that i make as each day goes on, and none come close to the one that i share with you.